Jane’s medication wasn’t working. Over-the-counter medication wasn’t made to help you overcome the amount of pain she was in, but Jane knew she couldn’t get any more pills. She’d have to manage without them, and since chores needed to be done, she’d just have to power through.
Jane moved into the kitchen and tackled the dishes first, then she carried a laundry basket into the den to begin folding. This was where David found her as he entered the home for lunch and to change into a dressier uniform. He put his car keys next to the door and looked up to see his wife sitting on the couch with a pained look on her face.